Personification

The new book slammed its shiny body playfully into his friend.

The wind whistled angrily through the dense wood.

The rain punched and kicked the windowpanes of the dark manor.

The jolly moon smiled gaily over the field.

The leaves danced on the tree when the breeze skipped across the sky.

The dew is a delicate baby

Chuckling cheerfully

from a small olive leaf

Slipping daintily

and falling through the cool air.

The petal is a soft young girl

Playing joyfully

on her flower bed

Jumping and dancing

and twirling with her friends.

The glass is an angry young criminal

Snarling spitefully

on the moist earth

Cutting and slicing

anyone that comes near.

The doll is a jolly jester

Cracking jokes

from the dusty shelf

Cheering up

Everyone that plays with him.

The candle is a tired prince

Burning dreamily

from his golden holder

His light fading

as he drifts off to sleep.

The shelf is a groaning old man

Creaking and complaining

as he tries to support the books

Grumbling and scowling

as he is fed some more novels.